It’s hard not to get so wrapped up in my story that I forget there are other people in it. If I have a bad day with kids or feeling the rush of work, getting kids from school then to therapy. Working on my own issues and being available for my wife while helping out at church and my bicycle club, it just doesn’t feel like there is enough time in the day.
However every once in a while I am reminded that doing something good can be something simple and that it’s always worth while. My co-worker gave me a amazing Chayote squash stuffed with magic goodness. So I in turn had pho delivered to a buddy. What would it look like if we did a small positive thing for someone once a week.